Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 1218 Blood of Strength
"Monster leader?"

Zhao Yifan was startled, then smiled and said, "It sounds like, why does it feel like a war?"

"That's right, in fact, for monsters, it's a war."

Long Shiya nodded, the light on the fingertips kept flickering, hundreds of streams of light shot up into the sky, drew a long parabola, and fell down rapidly.

Within a radius of several thousand meters, it seems to have become a forbidden area for monsters, but all monsters that enter this range will be injured by the streamer released by Longshiya!
The monsters below were in a mess.

Monster beasts of different races, seeing other monsters being injured, will recklessly pounce on them and bite them under the stimulation of fresh blood, and the injured monsters will naturally not stand there obediently, waiting to be killed. The opponent devours it, but will also counterattack!
The monsters began to fight each other, and the constant shouting from the leader of the monsters in the rear made them undecided, so there was a scene where many monsters fought each other for a while, and then both sides stopped and continued to retreat.

After retreating a certain distance, they will fight again.

The monsters in front of Tianyang City are also in a mess at this moment. With the cooperation of hundreds of inner disciples from the Spring Wind Pavilion, even if tens of thousands of monsters charge together, there is no way to break through them line of defense.

After all, these monsters are nothing more than the strength of practitioners in the Qi Refining Realm, and they have no chance of winning against inner disciples who have the strength in the Yin-Yang Realm.

Not at all an opponent.

The streamers flickered erratically, blooming in the air like fireworks, making people dazzled, but behind each flickering streamer was a symbol of terrifying power.

Facing the onslaught of these streamers, the monsters are desperately struggling and dodging, but due to the large number of monsters, there is often no way to dodge, and they can only watch the streamers attacking, piercing them mercilessly. !
In front of the gate of Tianyang City, there are more and more corpses of monsters, blood is everywhere, and the strong smell of blood makes people dizzy.

Finally, a turning point came.

Xing Tian saw that the number of monsters began to decrease sharply. This was because the monsters in the rear began to retreat one after another. No monsters would continue to rush forward without fear of death. The number of monsters below Tianyang City , obviously began to decrease a lot.

Even monsters have room to dodge.

"...Everyone work harder!"

Seeing this, Xing Tian immediately raised his voice and shouted: "The monsters are about to retreat, we will kill all of these things that are not afraid of death."

Many disciples from the inner sect of the Spring Breeze Pavilion responded one after another, cheering up, and the spiritual energy in their bodies continuously stimulated the magic weapons in their hands, mercilessly harvesting the lives of the monsters below.

In front of these inner disciples, the end of these low-level monsters is death.

"Woooooooo..."

The sound of the monsters in the rear suddenly increased again. The sharp and ear-piercing sound, as if someone was blowing a whistle vigorously, made Wang He and other guards and ordinary people feel dizzy, nauseated and bored, and wanted to spit it out.

Hearing this sound, all the monsters suddenly turned around and retreated as if they were going crazy.

Even those injured monsters struggled to crawl back.

The streamer on Longshiya's fingertips is still rising into the sky, drawing a beautiful parabola, tearing the air, and falling downward. Zhao Yifan has not been idle either. He left Longshiya and went to the distant In the air, the ten-finger wheel flicked, as if playing the symphony of the god of death, one after another spiritual energy continued to roar and tear the air, and the monster below was hit by the spiritual energy, and let out a miserable howl.

But unlike before, the uninjured monsters next to them just became a little irritable after smelling the blood, but they still retreated firmly.

In fact, some monsters couldn't bear it any longer, and would sneak up to those injured monsters, and when the other party wasn't paying attention, they would suddenly bite, turn around and run away.

This scene opened Zhao Yifan's eyes.

Finally, after a few hours, the monster beasts threw their corpses on the ground, and some were seriously injured, unable to move. The dying companions of monster beasts receded like a tide.

"...We won!"

"we won!"

"Survived!"

In front of the gate of Tianyang City, Wang He and other ordinary people saw the monster beast finally retreating, tears filled their eyes with excitement, they were overjoyed, and they all cheered.

Xing Tian gave them a blank look, and said coldly: "Don't be too happy, these monsters will come sooner or later, hurry up, take off their claws, nails and other things, and install them on your weapons .”

After leaving these words, Xing Tian quickly flew towards Zhao Yifan.

"Brother Zhao."

After arriving beside Zhao Yifan, Xing Tiangong greeted him in a loud voice, and then Long Shiya also came over.

"These monsters are really too weak."

After Long Shiya came over, he shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just that there are too many, it's amazing."

"Senior Brother Long, the strength of this first wave of monsters is indeed not very good."

Xing Tian smiled and said in agreement: "We are worried about the outbreak of the second wave of monster beasts now. By then, there will be more monsters with strength comparable to the Yin-Yang realm. I am afraid that by then, it will be more troublesome." gone."

"Well, you're right."

Long Shiya nodded, and said, "Judging from the current situation, it is indeed a very difficult matter when the second wave of monster beasts comes." Then, he smiled at Zhao Yifan and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, what do you have?" Is there a good way?"

"How can there be any good way?"

Zhao Yifan smiled wryly when he heard the words, waved his hands, looked at the corpses of monster beasts all over the ground below, and said, "Senior Brother Long, if I had a way, I wouldn't have asked Brother Qian to go back to ask for help. Please come and help me."

"In terms of numbers, let alone our Spring Wind Pavilion, even if we invite all the disciples from the surrounding sects, it will not help."

Long Shiya said bluntly: "If when the second wave of monsters breaks out, there are as many monsters with strength comparable to the Yin-Yang realm as the first wave, then the best way for us is to leave as soon as possible. , otherwise, once surrounded by many monsters, even you and I, there is no way to guarantee that we can escape unscathed."

"Well, I know Senior Brother Long."

Zhao Yifan nodded. Indeed, he clearly understood in his heart that what Longshiya said was correct. The biggest trouble with monsters is that there are too many of them. Individual practitioners are very strong, but facing many monsters, sooner or later they will Being consumed to death is the scariest place.

The three of them fell to the ground while chatting, and walked towards Tianyang City unhurriedly.

During this period, Long Shiya and Xing Tian would occasionally stop to put some furs of monsters into the storage spirit cards.

Zhao Yifan was a little surprised by this, and couldn't help asking: "Senior Brother Long, these are just low-level monsters, and they also have valuable things on them?"

Xing Tian turned his head, smiled slightly, and said: "Senior Brother Zhao, some things are worthless, but they are very rare, such as the blood of this bull monster, which is a good material for alchemy. By the way, Senior Brother Zhao, Won't you take some?"

"Ox blood from the bull monster?"

Zhao Yifan was slightly taken aback, and immediately found a corpse of a bull monster, dipped his finger in a little cow's blood, put it under his nose and smelled it.

There is a strange feeling in the bloody blood.

It seems that there is some kind of power in this blood, which is beating.

"Brother Zhao, this bull monster is also known as the 'monster of strength'. This guy has thick skin, strong defense, and infinite strength. The only drawback is his slow speed. His blood is also called the 'blood of strength' ', using it to make alchemy can quickly restore physical strength and spiritual energy."

Long Shiya explained with a smile on the side.

"So it is."

Zhao Yifan suddenly realized, no wonder he felt the power contained in the blood, it turned out to be true, he immediately became interested, and grabbed it casually, a bull monster corpse that had not been dead for a long time, in the wound, A stream of blood flew out and fell into Zhao Yifan's hands.

He spread the aura on the palm of his hand, forming a thin film, and the blood rolled back and forth in his hand. As the blood rolled, Zhao Yifan felt the power contained in the blood became more and more obvious.

"It should be very good to use this thing as medicine to induce alchemy."

Zhao Yifan pondered in his heart.

"Brother Zhao."

Xing Tian saw him looking at the bull monster blood in his hand, walked over, and said in a low voice: "Can you collect some blood of this power for me?"

"How to charge?"

Zhao Yifan was slightly taken aback.

"Brother Zhao, I haven't comprehended the two qi of 'yin and yang'."

Xing Tian explained: "So you can only collect a small part of it, but you have to use it up within a day, otherwise it will lose its effect. You can use Yin Qi to freeze the blood of power, so that If so, the power in this blood will not disappear with time."

Zhao Yifan immediately thought of something - a refrigerator on earth.

He had never thought before that Yin and Yang could have such an effect, so he nodded and said with a smile, "No problem."

"Then thank you so much Senior Brother Zhao."

Xing Tian said with a smile.

"You are too polite, it's just a little effort."

Zhao Yifan shook his head. Immediately, he stretched out his hand to volley and scratch. Blood flew out from the bull monster's wound, as if being pulled by an invisible thin thread, and fell into Zhao Yifan's hands. At the same time, Zhao Yifan controlled the aura in his body and transformed them all into Yin Qi.

I saw the bull monster's blood in his hand, under the wrap of Yin Qi, a faint white mist rose up, and the flowing blood was instantly frozen and solidified, turning into a blood clot.

(End of this chapter)